The orange lights in the room swayed, illuminating every corner and every place with warmth, and also softening the contours of people's faces.
Ning Yujin was wrapped in a thick quilt. Her face was probably steamed by the hot water vapor for a long time, and it looked rosy. Her small cherry mouth was also moist and smooth, but it was slightly red and swollen.
Mo Jingxiao sat by the bed and wiped her hair, his movements were very gentle and careful, as if he were treating a fragile and rare treasure.
Ning Yujin pouted and muttered in a low voice, as if she was complaining about Mo Jingxiao, but from time to time she couldn't help but want to secretly look up at his handsome profile.
Mo Jingxiao didn't say anything when he found out. He pretended to wipe his head very seriously and only used his peripheral vision to see the little girl covering her mouth and secretly enjoying herself, so he felt that his heart was full of joy.
Such a situation, such two people, wasting time and having a good time, that's probably it.
"Okay." Mo Jingxiao put the handkerchief aside, combed Ning Yujin's hair, and urged her to lie down on the bed and go to sleep.
Ning Yujin reached out and touched her hair, and said with some surprise: "It's all dry. Did you dry it with internal force?"
Mo Jingxiao said: "Yes, do you want to learn?"
Ning Yujin felt that every word he spoke seemed to contain a smile, and she couldn't help curling her lips and said: "Forget it, I have to be self-aware. Although I can't learn martial arts, I can do it alone, and no one else can.
It’s something I came from, so I don’t envy you.”
Being open-minded towards people and things is one of Ning Yujin's strengths. Although she usually seems to be jealous of money, but really speaking, if she is not willing to grant the third-level benefits to Lu Yixing and Zheng Erniang,
Would there be today's Baishanzhai Wanantang? If she didn't treat the maids who were waiting for her sincerely, would they think so wholeheartedly for her? If she cared too much and didn't save Mo Jingxiao three years ago, what would happen?
Ning Yujin today?
Others envy Ning Yujin's luck and are jealous of her ability to fly up a branch and become a phoenix, but they don't want to reap what they sow. How can there be unprovoked fate in this world?
She is independent and confident, smart enough but also has the innocence of a young woman, and clearly knows what she wants and what she doesn't want.
Most likely, they were the confused ones. She, a little girl who had convulsions and acted silly from time to time, was the one who was really awake.
"By the way, what kind of internal power do you have? Just now you can make the hot water cool down quickly, but you can also keep the water temperature constant without cooling down. Aren't the two powers completely opposite?" Ning Yujin grasped the edge of the quilt with both hands.
Revealing a pair of big black eyes that shine brightly at night, it looks like a little kitten.
Mo Jingxiao stretched out his hand, extinguished the lights in the room, and lay down next to Ning Yujin: "Generally speaking, the internal strength of people who practice martial arts can only be divided into high and low levels, and there is no attribute. But if this person is
People with extraordinary talents are very different. For example, if you have fire attribute talent, you will get twice the result with half the effort if you practice Flame Palm, Blazing Fist, etc., and you will not be easily possessed by fire. If you practice Loach Kung Fu, such as Wind Palm, with a soft physique, your progress rate will be the same.
Extremely fast.”
Ning Yujin thought that Mo Jingxiao should be so powerful because he was gifted, so he asked again: "Then what kind of person are you?"
"ice."
As soon as Mo Jingxiao finished speaking about Ning Yujin, he had an expression on his face that he had expected.
This guy always has a cold expression on his face. Could it be related to this attribute?
It's like knowing what the other person is thinking with just one look. Mo Jingxiao said: "In the beginning, it did have something to do with the extreme cold internal energy I had developed in my body. Sometimes when my mood fluctuates or I perform exercises, the extreme cold breath in my body will involuntarily
It overflowed. So I had to practice a heating technique to prevent myself from freezing."
Oh, he has practiced two techniques, which is why he can cool down hot water and prevent the water from getting colder.
Ning Yujin only knew that Mo Jingxiao was powerful, but she really didn't know how powerful he was. But when he talked about it in such complicated terms, it seemed that it was not the martial arts in the military camp. She remembered that Murong Xuan said that General Di was brave and invincible.
All his skills have been honed on the battlefield, so he shouldn't be able to teach Mo Jingxiao these things, right?
"Axiao, who is your master?" She had never heard Mo Jingxiao mention this before, and she was extremely curious.
But Mo Jingxiao shook his head: "I don't know."
"I don't know?" Ning Yujin's mind suddenly opened up. "Is it possible that you are the reincarnation of some kind of god? Someone came here to teach you peerless martial arts in your dream. That's why you are so powerful?"
"It's not that amazing." Mo Jingxiao thought for a moment and said, "It's just that an old man suddenly came to me and said he wanted to teach me kung fu. After teaching me for half a month, he ran away."
"Teaching for half a month?" Ning Yujin's eyes suddenly widened. If Mo Jingxiao hadn't held her down, she would have jumped up from the bed.
When they taught her martial arts, they couldn't produce any results for several days. She taught her a god of war after half a month of teaching. Could it be that there was a gap in achievement?
Ning Yujin couldn't help but become more curious: "How did he teach you?"
Mo Jingxiao looked at Ning Yujin who was getting more and more energetic, with a look of helplessness on his face: "It's already this hour, you still don't want to sleep?"
Ning Yujin smiled and nodded: "I want to listen to you."
Mo Jingxiao seemed a little reluctant to mention this. Just as he was thinking about how to send Ning Yujin away, he heard a sudden noise coming from outside. It seemed that someone had entered Mo Jingxiao's yard next to him.
People entered Qian Nuan Pavilion here.
Ning Yujin and Mo Jingxiao looked at each other, something happened!
"Miss Third, please help! Someone is dying, please help!"
Someone was shouting at the door of Qiannuan Pavilion, and everyone in Ning Yujin's room was sent out by her, so she had no choice but to get dressed, open the door and walk out.
There were several shadow guards standing at the door, and a woman in white clothes was lying on the ground. A mass of blood on her chest dyed the white clothes into red. It looked like she was dying.
The shadow guard who called the door saw Ning Yujin coming out. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes caught sight of Mo Jingxiao who was walking out behind Ning Yujin, and his mouth immediately opened into an "O" shape.
Their master...Miss Ning San...are in the same room? Could it be...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a shadow guard coming over and saying, "I don't seem to be in the house, and I don't know where to go..."
The last word "where" loops endlessly, because the shadow guards who rushed over from next door also saw Mo Jingxiao coming out of Ning Yujin's room.
Everyone has one thought in their mind - they are so fierce and direct!
Ning Yujin was already squatting in front of the woman in white. Looking at her attire, she recognized immediately that she was the female guard of the Lingxi Kingdom's envoys.
A fatal stab wound to the chest almost killed her.
But since it was almost, Ning Yujin was confident that she could come back alive.
With a shake in her hand, several silver needles appeared. She pricked the woman in white. She stretched out her hand to explore and saw that her breath was weak. She immediately stood up and said, "Carry her to the Li Zhang Hall."